A Family Divided

Once more we talk about it. How sad it's all become. No matter how we look at it this family is not one. They say it shouldn't matter. Who needs them after all? But, please explain the pain I feel even though I've got it all. I see my pain and emptiness like a hollowed out old tree... It may seem to be standing tall but, it's empty just like me. There's such a contradiction to my entire life. I'm happy and fulfilled being a mother and a wife. What about "a sister" and "a daughter"...how about that? These are roles I was born to play. Why can't I? Tell me that. A family divided that's what we've grown to be. I've got mine and you've got yours but we have no family tree.